[Intro] Cook that sh** up Quay
Yeah yeah
I come from the cook up, that’s all I know
Cook that sh** up Quay
[Chorus] They thinkin’ I ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause I never show it
I’m tryna run me up a whole dime and I’m goin’ for it
f** I look like takin’ chances
f** this money, go and blow it
I’m tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up
Puttin’ up the money for lil Jason ’cause he growin’ up
I do four shows every week, man I’m blowin’ up
Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I’m goin’ up
They tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine
[Verse 1] I just bought a brand new Rolex
I’m a million dollar n***a, no flex
Stretch these pounds, change my name to Boflex
Hit your baby mama, now your ho next
I want a rose gold on the Patek
I want a regular one, I want it faster
I’m doing numbers, call it mathematics
I had a half a ticket in the attic
It ain’t gon’ never stop, I’m everlasting
They know how I come, they know how I come
They know how I come
They know how I come before I get there
Cross ’em over, Raf Simmons footwear
Balenciaga runners, these my fifth pair
Ten figure n***a, I’ma get there
Traphouse bunkin’, we don’t live here
Could’ve been gone but I’m still here
Pints of Activis, they the real deal
Used to have to rob and I still will
[Chorus] They thinkin’ I ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause I never show it
I’m tryna run me up a whole dime and I’m goin’ for it
f** I look like takin’ chances
f** this money, go and blow it
I’m tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up
Puttin’ up the money for lil Jason ’cause he growin’ up
I do four shows every week, man I’m blowin’ up
Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I’m goin’ up
They tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine
[Verse 2] I’m on parole still, got a pa**word
I’m goin’ straight net, f** the backboard
I remember when I used to ask for it
I don’t think back, I just press fast forward
I want happiness, I spend my last for it
Two twenty-five read on the dashboard
Cost a quarter mil and I paid cash for it
Poppin’ percs, ain’t thinkin’ ’bout last
I’m never pissin’ dirty, f** my PO
Lost it all, got me f**ed on my re-up
b**hes talkin’ down but f** it ’cause we up
She act crazy and I booed in Korea
Never thought that rappin’ would be my career
I’m a trap star and that’s what it is
A couple million five, I ain’t signing no deal
n***a out of line, we gon’ spray, you get k**ed
Draco with the drum, hop out and go dumb
I come from the slum, two fingers and a thumb
n***a know I chunk it up, rep your set and throw it up
n***a try to take my chain we gon’ shoot up the whole club
[Chorus] They thinkin’ I ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause I never show it
I’m tryna run me up a whole dime and I’m goin’ for it
f** I look like takin’ chances
f** this money, go and blow it
I’m tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up
Puttin’ up the money for lil Jason ’cause he growin’ up
I do four shows every week, man I’m blowin’ up
Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I’m goin’ up
They tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine